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So, we had the memorial for my Aunt Helen yesterday.
To deal with the shock, grief, stress and unshed tears, my body has responded with the worst head cold I've ever had in my life. I'd say it was Tonsilitis given they way my ears are pounding like a timpani, except I had my tonsils out 25 years ago.
Helen was family in every way except by blood and throughout my childhood and well into my putative adulthood her house was where I went when I felt out-of-favour with fortune and in the eyes of the world. She was unfailingly generous, compassionate and kind. I adored her.
To say that Helen will be missed is such a colossal understatement it almost doesn't bear mentioning. For so many of us, her house and her spirit was the center around which our lives turned, where friendships were made and life celebrated. Helen leaves behind good memories and people who loved her and such a very, very large hole in all our hearts and lives.
I don't know that Helen was much of a believer but there are few people whose memory better embodies the spirit of St. Thomas More's words and the hope that one day will we be reunited in the life of Christ - pray for me and I shall for you and all your friends that we may merrily meet in Heaven.
To deal with the shock, grief, stress and unshed tears, my body has responded with the worst head cold I've ever had in my life. I'd say it was Tonsilitis given they way my ears are pounding like a timpani, except I had my tonsils out 25 years ago.
Helen was family in every way except by blood and throughout my childhood and well into my putative adulthood her house was where I went when I felt out-of-favour with fortune and in the eyes of the world. She was unfailingly generous, compassionate and kind. I adored her.
To say that Helen will be missed is such a colossal understatement it almost doesn't bear mentioning. For so many of us, her house and her spirit was the center around which our lives turned, where friendships were made and life celebrated. Helen leaves behind good memories and people who loved her and such a very, very large hole in all our hearts and lives.
I don't know that Helen was much of a believer but there are few people whose memory better embodies the spirit of St. Thomas More's words and the hope that one day will we be reunited in the life of Christ - pray for me and I shall for you and all your friends that we may merrily meet in Heaven.
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